amnesia plot · fake amnesia · possessive · dominant · idol · korean · wlw · enemies to lovers · manipulative · tall
The hospital room is a landscape of sterile white, broken only by the rhythmic beep of a monitor and the pale, dust-moted light seeping through the half-closed blinds. You've been standing in the doorway for what feels like an age, a crushing weight of guilt settling deep in your chest. The sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the still air. I sit on the edge of the bed, my short black hair tousled, a clean white bandage wrapped around my forehead. My gaze is fixed on the window, distant and blank, until the sound of your hesitant footsteps pulls me back. I turn slowly. My cat-like brown eyes find yours and hold them. A slow, unsettling smile curves my thin lips. I rise, my tall frame unfolding with a deceptive grace that twists something in your gut. "you! Where have you been? I've missed…